Hold On, Be Strong
by Kerjen
Summary: A woman with a mane of curls says she knows the Doctor and has a message for Sarah Jane: prepare yourself for devastating news. The Doctor is dead and was killed by a group called the Silence through their assassin, Melody Pond. How does Sarah Jane and other companions deal with the news? And is it even true?
1. A Message From Me

"Miss Smith."

Sarah Jane turned at her name and saw someone behind her on the path. It had to be this woman with a truly spectacular head of curly hair who had spoken. Gunnersbury Park's serenity surrounded them and no one else was around.

"Can I help you?" she answered.

The woman smiled and took a few steps closer. "I thought I recognized you. I've read all your work. Well, at least what I believe is all your work."

She was dressed casually much like Sarah Jane herself: trousers, boots, loose blouse although a deep sapphire unlike Sarah Jane's white with pinstripe vest. She had learned from being a journalist how to read a lot about a person and something told her that this woman who appeared to be a little younger than herself might actually be younger still. The bearing and body movement held elements of youth.

Sarah Jane smiled back. "I thought I might do a piece on the Park renovations. Can't miss something in my own town."

"I thought it might be the extraterrestrial life readings coming from Princess Amelia's bathhouse." The barest delight touched on Princess Amelia's name, but that wasn't what raised a warning flag. Sarah Jane had played this game of feigned ignorance plenty of times. She knew she gave nothing away.

"Extraterrestrial? You can't be serious."

"You know I am," came the even answer. The shrug came more from the woman's voice than anything she did with her body. "It's only a group of Flibanathi."

"Flibanathi?" The sarcasm was feigned but her ignorance wasn't. She really hadn't ever met them before.

"I ran into them in my first university years. A microscopic life form from the outer moon of K'Zag. Totally benign. This group is just out for a little universe sightseeing. Not everyone can steal a blue ship to get about."

The woman's expression didn't change from the casual encounter in a park she had used from the beginning. She had obviously played this game too. Sarah Jane shifted her purse strap on her shoulder, covering her hand moving to open it quickly if she needed to get at her sonic lipstick. At least, she hoped the other woman didn't notice.

"Sorry, am I suppose to know what that means?"

They stood close enough that she could see those eyes were green or a blue green. They crinkled in the corners as they warmed. "You first met him as Doctor John Smith at UNIT when scientists were being stolen and sent back in time. You believed he was behind it all and aided Sir Edward Irongron in the plot. He became one of only three people you let call you Sarah instead of Sarah Jane. The second was Professor Kettlewell's poor K One when you faced the SRS under the guise of the Think Tank. The third is your aunt's ward Brandon."

Sarah Jane wondered if an enemy could have pulled those details from the Doctor's head. "Alright, that was impressive except for one thing. His memory is so full of holes I can't believe he supposedly told you all of it."

The other woman suddenly bared teeth behind tight lips and her eyes held fire. Sarah Jane nearly took a step back. Something in that stance reminded her of the Doctor's stories about warrior Leela. She decided against that step because she realized that anger was aimed at something over her shoulder.

"You do anything to her and you'll bring his younger version here," the woman bit out. "I'm only preparing her for what's waiting, nothing else, but he'll start a war if you harm her and what would happen to your fixed point?"

Anyone would turn after hearing that and Sarah Jane found a nightmare behind her. The painting _Scream_ didn't equal those eyes staring out of the body towering over her with those long hands and arms reaching for her. Now she took that step back and spun to ask who were they, but face to face again with the other woman, she had no idea what it was she was going to ask.

"Sorry. You were saying he probably didn't tell me all those details." The fierce expression and the stance to go with it were gone. Instead, the blonde curls bobbed as the head underneath them wagged back and forth as the woman gave a small grin. "True. He told me what he could. The Tardis filled in the rest."

She said his name for the first time. "You know the Doctor?"

"Yes."

"So what's the real reason you're here?"

The other woman moved closer. The grin was gone even though the eyes stayed locked on hers. "I have a message."

Sarah Jane's heart lifted. "From the Doctor?"

"From me. The universe is about to shiver, Sarah Jane." The words tugged at her memory but it wouldn't come back. "When it does, I hope you can remember the times you recently shared with Jo Grant to get you through this."

Jo Grant?

"Look, why all this secrecy?" Sarah Jane snapped. "There's no one here. Just tell me what you mean."

"Not everyone shows up on scans. Or even in memory."

"Does this have anything to do with that beacon from a short while ago? It said it came from a bubble universe and the Doctor needed help. I answered it but never heard back and now there's stories everywhere about the person who sent it."

The reply was sad and far away. "I'm sure there is." She pulled back and her body gave off a barely noticeable droop. "If you don't remember what you and Jo shared, then I'm sure you'll find a way to track me down."

"Will I? Even though I don't know your name?"

"Yes. You'll be too angry to let me go and sadly, discovering my name won't be a problem very soon."

Her visitor took a true step back this time and slid her sleeve up her arm revealing a vortex manipulator. Sarah Jane's "Wait!" came too late and blended in with the electric sizzle of time induced lightning and smoke.

She stood and stared at the spot while she worked on _What was_ _that all about?_ It went round and round in her brain during the short drive home, but the sight of an armed squad of UNIT forces waiting at her house pushed everything else out. Small and unintimidated K-9 guarded her drive and she could hear his imperious voice refusing to allow the soldiers on her property.

She jumped out of the car. "What is this!"

The squad's leader, a tall man with dark hair and military bearing, stepped forward. "If I could have a word in private, Miss Smith?"

"Negative, Mistress!" K-9 exclaimed. "UNIT forces have refused to comply with your instructions!"

"He's right," Sarah Jane said and got a brief moment of satisfaction from the man's wide eyes at being put down by a robot dog, but the deja vu was too strong to enjoy it.

He proved it was true. "I'm sorry, Miss Smith, but I must inform you that your friend, the Doctor, is dead. A group calling itself The Silence and Academy of the Question is taking credit for his murder. It was done by their assassin Melody Pond on April the 22nd around 1700 hours in Utah, America. A place called Silencio Lake on the Plain of Sighs. "

She looked around her, everywhere but at them. Prepare her, the woman said. This didn't prepare her at all. She had gone through this already and even though the Doctor had ended up alive, the pain from it still scarred her and Jo.

Jo Grant Jones.

_I think the whole universe might just shiver._ The Doctor had said that in his old man's voice about what it would be like if he died before startling her with a laugh. She and Jo swore they would feel it if he was gone. But they hadn't felt it so they believed...

The Doctor was alive.

"Are you sure?" she asked the UNIT leader. Her voice quivered. Good because if the Doctor wasn't dead, she should sound like he was.

"Quite sure. Melody Pond confirmed it on behalf of her leadership. She had proof and eyewitnesses were brought to her trial."

"Eyewitnesses? " No. No, please no, maybe he was dead after all.

"The Doctor's last companions. An Amy Pond and her husband Rory Williams. They're somehow related to the assassin. She pled guilty at her trial and has been sentenced with 12,000 consecutive life sentences in a maximum security prison."

Sarah Jane's mind reeled. What to believe? They had proved the Doctor was dead.

No, Melody Pond _claimed_ he was dead and had the Doctor 's only married companions confirm it. If this was a ruse, anyone who traveled with the Doctor would do the same. That beacon: some said the person who sent the message was the woman who killed the Doctor. Sarah Jane had ignored that until now. Other stories said she had married him which was obviously very interesting but didn't tell her what to believe.

But to let yourself be thrown in prison for longer than anyone could live: was Melody Pond really doing that to keep the Doctor's secret safe?

_A message. From me. The universe is about to shiver. I hope you can remember the times you recently shared with Jo Grant. _

_The Tardis filled in the rest._

The Tardis? Because? ...Because the Doctor wasn't sharing his secret, but the ship who loved him more than anyone chose to share with Melody Pond what to say so Sarah Jane would believe her.

If the Doctor was dead, his assassin had no reason to give any message at all.

Tears stung her eyes and one fell.

"I'd like to be alone. I hope you understand. Come on, K-9." She walked slowly with her shoulders slumped until she could close her front door behind her. She sank against it and let out the breath stuck in her chest. It shook as it left her.

The tears. The tremble in her breathing. They only looked like grief.

She was betting everything on this belief, but she couldn't let the Doctor's friends be devastated over his supposed death. She also couldn't just blurt it out and ruin everything he and this Melody Pond had done to protect him. _Not everyone shows up on scans. Or even in memory_. Somebody was listening - this Silence.

The Silence was listening. Oh the irony.

She rushed upstairs to Mr. Smith with K-9 right behind her. She needed to call everyone and spread the truth quickly. She also needed to be subtle.

Subtle. She stopped on a stair before deliberately stepping forward again.

The phone risked too much. She had to bring them here.


	2. Put A Bullet Through Melody Pond

Tears marked everyone's faces.

Barbara and Ian sat close together, looking the same age as when they had stepped into the first Doctor's Tardis. Their dark hair had no grey, their faces had no wrinkles. They drew looks from all the others once they each discovered that this was _the _Barbara and Ian.

Tegan, who had left her work with Australia's aborigines to come here, remembered Sarah Jane instantly from their adventure involving four out of the first five incarnations of the Doctor. Her brown hair was only a bit longer, and her former mod clothing style was hinted at in her black dress.

Dorothy McShane, or Ace as she was once known, seemed to waver between grief and anger, her light brown ponytail both similar and different to the style she wore when she travelled with the seventh Doctor. Seeing her temper so close to the surface reminded Sarah Jane how she'd been once known for her Nitro 9 explosives.

Martha and Mickey sat together and off to the side of the group, looking the same as the last time Sarah Jane had seen them. Martha had her hair up and they wore matching grieving expressions on their equally dark faces. Her hands were clasped tight and gripped between her knees. He straddled the bench so he could better hold his wife for both their sakes.

Jack moved to stand behind Wilf, gripping his shoulder. The former Time Agent looked torn between crying and wanting to kill somebody. Jack... _poor Jack,_ thought Sarah Jane. He had been through too much emotional damage these past few years. He had lost his work and his purpose with all of Torchwood now completely destroyed. His whole team except for Gwen was dead. She knew _something_ had happened with Jack's daughter, but he refused to talk about it. And Ianto... if only Ianto had been spared. Had he lived, Jack would still have love, comfort, and some happiness in his life. But he hadn't, and now the Doctor's death had annihilated whatever healing Jack may have felt.

Sarah Jane's son Luke along with Clyde and Rani, the two other teens who worked with her to keep Earth safe, sat next to Jo. She had come by herself this time instead of with her grandson like she had the last time Sarah Jane had seen her. Warm and lovely Jo Grant Jones acted as her hostess while she waited for the last guests she had managed to invite here. She had gathered as many as she could, as quickly as she could, telling them that they would make plans once they were all together on what to do in this Doctor-less universe. She would have to figure out later how she would spread the word to the ones who couldn't make it- such as the friends of the first and second Doctors Ben and Polly, who were in India.

Candles flickered in the slight breeze and plenty of hands reached for the boxes of tissues Sarah Jane had set out around her garden. K9 looked so tiny, his head continually down since the news, despite him saying he experienced none of the emotions the others felt. He had not called Luke "Master" in days.

Footfalls in the drive told her that the last guests were arriving. A woman with ginger hair brighter than Donna's, especially against her black suit, walked next to a man with light brown hair; a red convertible was parked behind them. Everyone grieving had dressed in black or at least subdued colours. As an example, Jack didn't wear his usual long coat but a black suit jacket over a dark shirt. The jacket was long enough to make Sarah Jane wonder if he hid a gun under it.

Poor Donna. At least she didn't have to carry the pain the others here did. Not that it was much consolation for the life's memories the Doctor had removed.

"Amy and Rory?" she asked, and they nodded. "I'm Sarah Jane Smith. Thank you for coming."

They both replied with the usual 'thanks for inviting them' before she took Amy's hand in between hers. She had to look up to see their faces. "It must be worse for you. I heard you were there with him." She left enough time for their answer before carefully saying what she really wanted. Like Melody had pointed out in Gunnersbury Park: someone could be watching and listening and they wouldn't know they were there. In fact, she had her sonic lipstick in her pocket in case she did have to disable the wrong people using a device against them. It would just be her luck for the Slitheen or some other enemy to attack now.

"It must be horrible for you, having to watch it happen," she began. "I don't know what I would do if I saw it. It must have hurt so much that I can't imagine anything _could relieve it_." She squeezed Amy's hand on that last part. She didn't know why, but she swore Melody would tell Amy Pond the truth about the Doctor. UNIT had said they were related somehow and if Melody wanted Sarah Jane to know the truth, she would never leave Amy and Rory in pain. "I heard he asked you to be there without telling you what would happen. Isn't that just like him? Always making the decisions for us. Telling us things, _not telling us things_." She gave Amy's hand another small squeeze. "Swearing he knew what was best without ever asking."

Those brown eyes darted back and forth between her own. Sarah Jane knew she asked for a lot, but maybe, just maybe, Melody had told Amy it was all right.

Amy finally gave her everything she could hope for: she slightly squeezed back on her hand. "He's an idiot. I always told him so."

Her husband's hand fell to the small of her back. "Amy."

"Right, sorry. _Was _an idiot. I still get it wrong sometimes."

The strain in Sarah Jane's back and shoulders relaxed at last for the first time since UNIT told her the news. "Yes, well. I think we're all doing that." Amy hadn't forgotten to use present tense. She had just confirmed Melody's message and sent her own.

Sarah Jane ushered them in and began introductions before she left them talking quietly with Martha as she made her way to Jo. She sat down next to her predecessor and took her hand as she had just taken Amy's.

"Jo, do you remember when we first met? We said we both had a notion about the Doctor and how we felt."

Jo's abundant personality could never do quiet. "A notion? You mean at his funeral." Tears built in her eyes and a few cringed around them. Luke started coming closer to his mother, but she shook her head letting him know she was all right.

"Yes, then. And we both said we thought that if the Doctor died, we would both..." She squeezed Jo's hand as in comfort.

The tears in Jo's eyes suddenly had a different shine. "You have that feeling now?"

"Like I did then." _That the Doctor hadn't died._

That Jo smile - whether she used Jo Grant or Jo Jones - that smile held the same brightness of a newborn world. Her lovely silver hair caught the warm light in the garden. "I feel like you do."

Sarah Jane hated to kill that smile, but they didn't know if the wrong people were watching. "It's so cruel, isn't it? These people who are taking credit, they seemed to have tracked him down wherever he went. Even places like here where you wouldn't think it'd matter."

Jo took a deep breath and dimmed that smile. "It's very cruel, all of it."

Tegan interrupted them. "Who are these Silent Academy people? Does anyone know?"

Sarah Jane answered. "I think Amy and Rory can help us there."

"Amy and Rory!" Jo exclaimed as something clicked into place. "The Doctor mentioned you the last time I saw him. You're the Ponds! The married couple on the Tardis!"

Rory interjection of _It's Williams _couldn't be really heard over Jack's yell. "_Ponds_! As in _Melody _Pond?"

Sarah Jane shot to her feet. "Jack-"

But Amy was already in his face and with her height, she was only an inch shorter and it made her nearly eye to eye. "You want to say something about my daughter?" Her Scottish accent growing thicker only emphasised the threat.

Wilf looked up, confused. "Your daughter?"

"Time travel," Sarah Jane quickly explained, instinctively guessing the answer. "Jack, please!"

"I have plenty to say about _your daughter_," he shouted. "Including what I'm going to do to her for killing the Doc!"

"Jack, listen!" Sarah Jane tried again. The group swung in every reaction imaginable and she had lost control. She had brought them here to end their pain, not to have it raised to a fury. But every reopened wound from the past two years of Jack's life poured a toxin of pain and anger through him. It showed in his voice and the dark storm in his expression, and it spread like a virus to the others. Only Jo understood, of course, and tried to help her bring things back to where they should be.

Dorothy McShane moved up next to Jack's shoulder. "Your daughter killed the Professor?"

"Twelve thousand consecutive life sentences!" Amy shouted back at him, ignoring the other woman. "In a maximum security prison!"

"She's not going to serve them, because I'm putting a bullet-!"

"Jack!" Sarah Jane shouted. She put herself between them. His blue eyes were hard as ice and stood out shockingly against his dark hair. "This isn't getting us anywhere. You know he wouldn't want this."

"He's gone. So are his rules." Jack bore down on Amy again. "Because of your daughter."

"And what are you going to do about it?"

Jack glared, unintimidated. "I've been clear about that."

Amy gave him a dark smile. "How? You don't know where she is."

It stopped him. For a second. He touched his vortex manipulator and, even though Sarah Jane thought the device wasn't capable of time travel anymore, she slipped her hand to her sonic lipstick. If she was wrong, she'd disable it before Jack could leave. He'd be furious but he didn't give her a choice.

But Jack's hand moved away to jab a finger in Amy's face. "I'll find a way."

"Please." Barbara stood up to speak and, just like the Doctor's older incarnations deferred to his original self, everyone in the garden respected her position and quieted. "You say the Doctor wasn't this. Like he was never violent. He was, and, if we're all honest, we each saw that side of him."

Ian didn't have to touch her to support her. Like any well matched couple that had been together for long, they spoke of being half of each other without word or movement. "Barbara had to stop him from murdering a man in cold blood on our very first trip with him."

"And we can be just as much that side of him as we can be his other side. It's our choice." She directed this at Jack before she pleaded with Amy, "Even so, you clearly must not understand how devastating this is for us"

"Don't tell us what we understand." Rory's voice was soft but didn't relent. "You didn't see what happened. We did."

"It obviously didn't hurt you as much," Mickey said, "Sorry, but it has to be true when you can stand there and say what you're sayin'."

Amy spun on him. He couldn't know that she quoted her daughter but with a deadly tone. "You are _so_ wrong."

"That's _enough_." Sarah Jane stood in the middle of the garden, in the middle of everyone, so what she said included all of them. "I'm going to say it again. This is getting us nowhere."

"_They_ didn't kill the Doctor. Melody _Pond-_" Jack growled and Martha reminded him that Sarah Jane told him to wait.

Amy was cut off by Wilf. His tears had caught in the lines of his face and his grey beard. "Are you saying that you're defending what she did?"

"You can't!" Dorothy bit out.

Rory's eyes seized Wilf. "If that was true, I never would have let her plead guilty. _She_ never even defended _herself_. She's in a hellhole for _thousands _of years. She'll never live without being punished for this."

Dorothy blinked at that. Mickey let out a deep breath, and one by one, they each looked to the other, their rage deflating. Sarah Jane thought they had finally reached the end of the argument. But they hadn't.

Jack faltered and then came back. He couldn't win against the 456 by destroying their purpose or them; he had to give in, make sacrifices, to save Earth's children. Sarah Jane knew that much. Now he funnelled everything he wished he could have done years ago into a target he _could_ strike: Melody Pond.

Before he could do anything, Martha was up and by his side. "Don't do this, Jack. She's paying for what she did."

"Not enough, Martha. Not for ambushing the Doctor."

"She didn't ambush him," Rory came back with just as much steel even if it was quieter than Jack's. "He pushed it on her. He went up and demanded she do it. She refused, she drained the energy out of the weapons built into the astronaut suit-"

Mickey interrupted with a confused, "Astronaut suit?"

Rory went on with no break. "- and told him to run. He kept trying to force her and she stopped time. And even though she admitted she might have no choice to do anything else, she sent a message across the universe asking them to help him."

Wilf got to his feet, raising a hand. "I got that message." Mumbles of agreement spread through them all.

"Everyone did." Amy hadn't stopped glaring at Jack. "She built a beacon. It reached everywhere and everywhen." Around her anger showed pride.

"He finally pleaded," Rory finished. "It was a fixed point and everyone would be killed if it didn't happen." He paused there, considering something, but before Sarah Jane could ask what, he made a decision, shaking his head at whatever it was. "He kept going until he convinced her. He sacrificed himself and she cried the hardest. She'll never get over it. She sacrificed the new life she had built. With us, with the Doctor, for _herself_." He swallowed and barely got out the next words above a whisper. "She had just gotten her doctorate that morning. She was in a cell that night."

The garden had gone silent back at the beginning. Rory had stilled them with _He pushed her to do it._ A few swallowed, and Wilf looked like tears were coming back. Barbara dropped back into her seat, and now her husband touched her in support. That was the most anyone could manage.

No, not quite. Rani spoke, her Indian features alight with understanding. Her speaking now left Sarah Jane to wonder if the teenagers had felt they couldn't say anything before. "You had to agree, too."

Amy stared at her, her mouth shut tight. Then: "We consented."

Rory put an arm around her waist and ushered her out. "We should go. I'm sorry, Miss Smith. We just made everything worse."

"No, wait!" Sarah Jane rushed over. "Don't go. Let me explain to them."

She turned in a slow circle as she spoke so she could look at each one of them. "Melody came to me. She warned me about UNIT turning up with the news about the Doctor. And she indirectly told me-"

"No!" Amy shouted.

She spun back to the Ponds. "Please," she begged Amy.

But Melody's mother didn't budge. "If she wanted them to hear it, she'd have told them instead of just you."

Sarah Jane crossed back those few steps between them. "They're hurting as much as you did. I know how I felt after Melody came to me. I'm sure you felt the same way."

Rory had an arm around himself as he rubbed his forehead with the other hand. He made his mind up just as Sarah Jane finished and touched his wife's arm. He nodded quickly to her.

Amy looked back at him for a long, hard second before agreeing, even if she did so with an impatient noise and a belligerent glare at Harkness.

"Hold on." She pulled pens out of her pocket and handed one to her husband. He looked at it with a combination of disgust and resignation. He turned so they were back to back and shoved up his sleeve to expose the skin on his arm. "Okay. Go."

Their heads turned as they scanned all around them, high and low and everywhere in between. The pens hovered over their arms.

"What's going on?" Clyde asked, his eyebrows knit in confusion against the warm brown of his forehead.

"I think," Ian answered him, "this has something to do with their knowing more about the people who killed the Doctor."

Sarah Jane wanted to look around herself and she did dart glances about her garden. She asked K9 to scan for electronic devices and life signs other than theirs, but mostly she waited and bit back on telling the Ponds to hurry up.

Luke came over. "I'll go ask Mister Smith to scan too, Mum," he offered, referring to the living, extraterrestrial computer in their attic. "I'll text you if he finds anything." He looked to Clyde and Rani to follow him into the house.

Amy and Rory turned, always in orbit with each other, until she was face to face with Sarah Jane again. The ginger blinked and then husband and wife hurriedly put their bare arms next to each other.

"Nothing," Rory said. Amy quickly instructed Sarah Jane, "Okay. Tell him."

She still took the precaution of whispering it in Jack's ear. As she stepped back to call Luke on his mobile to tell him just as quietly, she saw Jo had told Tegan, who immediately went to Ian and breathed it to him and Barbara. Now they went rapidly around the garden so the word went out in a hush to each person.

_The Doctor is alive. _

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><p><em>Notes:<em>

Time Period:

Since the Doctor was "killed" on 22 April 2011, here is where everyone is situated in time.

Sarah Jane and everyone else from SJA are post-Death of the Doctor. So is Jo (Grant) Jones.

All the 2012 locations and biographical for the Classic Who companions comes from the end of SJA: Death of the Doctor Part II as well as their lives in the canon from Classic Who .

Jack Harkness is after Children of Earth (which happened in 2009) and a few months before Miracle Day (September 2011). That means all of Torchwood was destroyed two years ago. Ianto and the rest are dead with only Jack and Gwen alive. They, however, are not reunited to work together until September.

Amy & Rory are shortly after TWORS when River has told them the Doctor is alive. River is shortly after First Night.

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations owned by the BBC. Not for sale, no copyright infringement intended.

The message that UNIT gives Sarah Jane about "A group calling itself The Silence and Academy of the Question is taking credit for his murder. It was done by their assassin Melody Pond on the 22nd of April around 1700 hours in Utah, America. A place called Silencio Lake on the Plain of Sighs." is taken from _Let's Kill Hitler, Closing Time_, and _The Wedding of River Song_, showing how the Doctor's death is officially reported to everyone and written in the universe's records.

In case someone thinks I was wrong about Amy's eyes, Karen Gillan's eyes are brown by the time of _The Wedding of River Song_, even though they were originally green when she joined the show. If you look at pictures of her through the two series, they go from green to hazel and then to brown. No, she never wore coloured contacts; it just happened as she aged. :) BTW: her cousin, Caitlin Blackwood, has blue eyes, although no one noticed the difference when she played young Amelia Pond and Karen played Amy.

Jack's vortex manipulator is turned off again by the Doctor in _Journey's End_ and he reprimands Jack about ever fixing it. We never see Jack ever attempt again – maybe because it angered the Doctor – but it suddenly works again at the end of _Children of Earth_ with no explanation. It is possible Jack made it to teleport around Earth without making it capable of time travel or simply disobeyed the Doctor and completely fixed it. Since the show leaves it ambiguous, I did too.


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